harthstuns

Updated: May 6, 2025

No children's prattle is ever hearn around your harthstuns you air in a dreary fog all the time, and you treat the jolly sunshine of life as tho' it was a thief, drivin it from your doors by them weskits, and meal bags, and pecooler noshuns of yourn.

Artemus Ward - The Complete Works of Artemus Ward — Part 1: Essays, Sketches, and Letters